Page 49 of Keys To My Cuffs


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“Tell me what you know,” Cabe demanded.

After telling him how I thought the cases were related and why, I finished off with one last succulent statement. “Goddammit, he’s just playing with me. He knew turning the lights off would draw me out of there. He also knew I’d be the one called on this one due to its similarity to the last murder. He wanted me to be the one to lead the case.”

Cabe shook his head. “I don’t see how it could be Varian. He turned over eight men, who are now in the custody of BPD. They’re on a trip to county lock-up in the morning.”

I knew that just because he gave up some names, didn’t mean he would give up all of them. “He’s got at least one more out. This guy’s got to be his partner, or right hand man. He knows Varian won’t give him up; that’s why he’s taunting me. He thinks he’s going to be able to get off scot-free, and I guaran-damn-tee you that he’s got a plan to get Varian out as well. It’s just a gut instinct right now. I can’t prove it, but why else would he give up that easily?”

Cabe watched the crime scene techs do their work for nearly five minutes as he thought over what he was going to say.

Finally, he turned and started asking questions. “Have you questioned the men? And speak with the neighbors as well as his workers.”

I nodded once.

I’d already planned on doing that in the morning.

“I need someone on Channing,” I told him.

“The department’s already strapped on funds as it is. I think it’s time you pulled your club in. Don’t take her out of the picture completely, though. She plays a part in it somehow, and you might need her to flush whoever it is out,” he said.

“I won’t use her as bait,” I snapped.

He rolled his eyes heavenward. “Did I tell you to use her as bait? Besides, my wife has a fondness for the woman, and I have a fondness for my wife. If I let something happen to Channing, I’d be denied my favorite place in the world. God help anyone and everything if my wife withholds herself from me. Everybodywould be feeling it if that were to happen.”

After the chief left, I called Tunnel over.

“Come over to Sebastian’s house in the morning. Ten or so. We have some things to work out,” I commanded.

He saluted me. “Aye, aye.”

I flipped him off and left, making a note of the crowd that’d gathered since I’d arrived.

No one in particular stood out, but I had a feeling that the killer, whomever he may be, was there. Watching the activities going on at his murder scene, and getting his jollies off while he did.

Chapter 12

That moment when you realize life really is like a box of chocolates.

-Life Lesson

Channing

“Are you sure they all won’t be glaring at me the whole time?” I asked as I reluctantly walked up the sidewalk.

It was ten thirty in the morning, and we were already thirty minutes late, according to Loki. However, I couldn’t make my feet move.

What if they didn’t like me? What if they thought I was an uptight bitch, when in reality I was just a shy person?

“No, they won’t be glaring at you. Sebastian was the one who told me to bring you. It’ll be fine, I promise. They’re my family,” he said with those puppy dog eyes that made me do anything he wanted to do.

For instance, this morning, I made French toast, even though my stomach had been roiling at the thought of having to meet his club.

And I’d made it with a fucking smile on my face.

“Don’t leave me, okay?” I pleaded with him.

He winked at me. “We’ll see. I won’t leave you if you’re getting along with the women. And even if I do, I won’t go far.”

After that announcement, he knocked on the door, effectively stifling the sharp retort that was on the tip of my tongue.

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